1. OUT OF COMA

This is a story of how I die but am still living...

"You thought being pregnant would make you Mrs Magliolo??" He growled, gripping my chin tighter between his fingers. I frantically shook my head, let alone being his wife. The thought of marriage alone never crossed my mind. My everything trembled in fear of his anger ...I had never seen this side of him. Warm fresh tears streamed down my cheeks like waterfalls as I tried to pry his hand away from my face, but his grip only grew tighter …so tight I could feel cracks forming on my jawline like streams to an ocean.

"You were wrong" he punched me in the face before finally letting go. The force of his punch forced me to fall back on the ground and scrape my elbows when I used them to break the fall. I couldn't feel my nose and the sudden metallic taste in my mouth only enlightened me on the reason why, he broke my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain already he moved closer to me and, gripping a fist full of my hair pulled my head up and punched me again.

" ...I love my wife" he stated, the truth I failed to see or perhaps simply ignored all that time I spent next to him before letting go of my hair. I fell back on the ground, this time hitting my forehead on the scratchy floor. Black dots clouded my vision for a second at the pain as he stood up. But, ignoring the migraine and blood oozing from my fresh wound I looked up at Lorenz ...the man I could've sworn would die protecting me until now as he wiped his hand clean off my blood with my headscarf before throwing it at me in disgust and turned around to leave.

He stopped at the door and gave the last order to his friend "Beat her up until all she can do is beg you to kill her" before walking out of the room.

"Lorenz no ...Lorenz please!!" I wailed, trying to get up from the ground and run after him to make him understand but got kicked back down.

"It would've been better if you just agreed to abort the baby Angela" Shane said, stalking toward me with a sickening smile on his face and crouched down in front of me. I flinched when he reached out his hand, making his smile widen in delight. He ran his fingers through my tangled hair before roughly pulling my head back with it.

" ...tell me if this hurts" he said and punched me right on my already broken nose. The pain was inexplicable, it was as if someone was drilling into my skull and all I could do was cry out in pain.

"Shane please ...I'll go away, please" I begged, clutching my stomach protectively but all my pleas were met with deaf ears.

He brutally beat me; kicking, punching and slamming me against the four walls and furniture in the dark room until my body finally gave into the excruciating pain. My eyes slowly began to droop, like an abnormally working light bulb I went in and out of my consciousness. His men picked my limp self up and walked outside. I shivered when the cold air hit my battered body in a strong wave whispering the word "death" into my ears.

"Throw her into the lake" he ordered and his men complied without hesitation. They tossed me into the river as if I was nothing but a sack of rotten potatoes. I closed my eyes, accepting my fate as my body hit the water surface sinking deeper into its cold body. I had Noone to live for as it is, my subconscious reminded trying to make good of my situation. Maybe in my next life I'd come back a better daughter and a sister than I was in this life.

I gasped, waking up from my nightmare but quickly shut my eyes back close, blinded by the bright white light in the ceiling shining down on me. Opening them again, I looked around the room confused and my vision slightly blurry. I noticed a girl standing over me with a tablet in her hands silently checking on something just over my head.

I groaned slowly lifting my hand up to massage the ache searing into my skull about to split my head in two but quickly sat up straight when instead I noticed something off with my hand, there was a wire like thing connected to it. Ignoring the drowsiness from the sudden move, I frowned at the needle stuck in the back of my hand and followed it up to the loudly beeping machine next to me before turning to the girl in the nurse uniform more confused just as she rushed to me. Was I in the hospital?? 

"Lay down and don't get up just yet" she ordered, gently forcing me back by my shoulders to lay down on the bed and turned to the machine over my head before hurrying out of the room without saying another word. Still confused, I took deep breaths in to calm my loudly beating heart and looked around the room again carefully taking in my surroundings. The white walls and smell of medicines only confirming my assumptions, I was indeed in the hospital but why??

The door clicked open, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned around to see whom it was just as a man in a white lab coat presumably the doctor walked in with the nurse from earlier following closely behind him. He mumbled something to her and waited for her to leave the room before approaching the bed I was on and moved it up a little, elevating the bed's headrest so that I was now in a sitting position, and asked softly "What's your name??" looking straight into my eyes as if searching for something.

"Angela" I whispered, my name coming out groggy because of how hoarse my voice was from having slept for god knows how long. The doctor marched to the table next to the bed and filled a glass with water before giving it to me. Accepting the glass, I gulped the water down and mumbled a small thank you giving the now empty cup back to him.

"where am I??" I asked, turning to the window, the world outside seemingly very unfamiliar to me.

"You're in the hospital, I'm Dr Sanchez.." my brows furrowed looking back at him, that much I had guessed already but why?? 

"...five months ago you got in an accident”